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YOU KNOW HE'S SUB, DON'T YOU? - PART 73
Second book : YOU BELONG TO JOBAL PART 20 - tight
He hooked his finger in my mouth and pulled so that it stretched my cheek.
I mean, what I'm trying to say is, he was beautiful, wasn't he? Gabriel I mean.
"Yeah wider than that ... wider ... Yeah? It's that big ..." he said with his all-male deeper-than-expected voice.
But I thought, 'Yeah but I'm still pretty tight'. I mean I must'a been fucked by Po Iike it must'a been at least twice a day, on average it must, on average he had his cock in me but even so, Po keeps his cock in me so much so what if I'd loosened up? But I still stay tight and when he fucks me when he likes, he still likes me. Cause even so I'm being so fucked he still likes it and he still wants it on average twice a day, I calculate, usually. Which is important isn't it? So it must be tight. That's the way I see it.
"It might hurt," said Gabriel sarcastically, "I mean, it might; you never know ... but on the other hand, it might REALLY hurt! Alternatively, so I can't guarantee that it won't REALLY REALLY hurt!" Like he thought he was funny.
And I thought, 'I want it to hurt!' So much! Cause Po still beats me and he likes that when it helps - cause it reminds me to serve and keep tight and when I forget what the rules are - or when I haven't learned them all yet!
Now I honestly can't remember what Gabriel was smiling or not or what he was cause, cause I think I must'a, I was in some kind of 'trance-state' I mean - like you can hypnotise a chicken by staring at it? (I think I heard.) And he still he has his fingers of his hand in my mouth, or nearly, holding my lip down so my dribble run down my neck, or his fingers on my face, like my eyes, so I had to close them a moment but I was always looking at him again except when he gobbed a bit of phlegm and dropped it on my forehead fucking slo-oww, so it ran down my nose and then slid back so I had to shut it, that eye. So it was like I COULDN'T think!
"Just. Keep. Looking at me. Looking at me. That's good. Don't be scared. That's good. Ok. Now ..."
He adjusted his leg a bit.
"...now touch it. Touch it - with your hand, idiot! - touch it. I want to feel your hand there. Feel it."
I was kind of wobbly but I raised one hand, the other on the floor for balance, and placed it where I thought this bulge was, not looking cause I was staring at him prepare another gob - I saw him phlegm again and roll it round his tongue, gathering it up and then, yeah? Drop. Like a kiss. So I was basically blind; my hand landed a bit above - like landing a plane; I felt some hair and then where the big silky waistband label was, slid down, like a trail, and over the knitted strap pouch until I could actually feel his hot mass actually inside it all hot and really, I mean basically I could feel it cause it didn't move but it was ... Fuck it was hot. I could feel it. I mean not pointing up or anything but it was clearly harding and strained to be let out. And I gripped it, like curved my fingers around it and squeezed and watched his look, like, the pleasure, the almost like the relief that I had got it and holding on to it like he wanted. The look in his face was like he was having a pee and actually was - but actually wasn't, just looked like that way you do when you're standing behind a tree and let it stream yeah? Like relief.
"You got that?" He spoke quietly.
"ngYe s."
"Ooooooooooh yeeeeeaaaah, ooh yearh ... Now take it out then.NOT like that, idiot; just flip it out - the side!"
Still his hand was in my mouth and he still kept gobbing on me, like over and over, but as I reached out with both hands to pull the jock to one side and get his great fat jelly out - "No hold on" - he stopped me.
"Dhak pull this thing off. Quick!"
Dhak was over fast as anything and pulled the thick elastic waistband of Gabriel's jockstrap down fast as anything over Gabriel's chunky backside and it was like gone, or round his ankles, fast as that! Amazing! So that saved me a load of trouble and his fat prick popped out with a flop, like anything - it was one of those wide strong ones with a fat central vein down it's back like an animal, and a foreskin that I could actually see it peeling back as I was seeing it grow yeah? peeling back as it expanded inside it, growing out of it. And when he took his hand out of my face and let me transfer my mouth onto his fucking huge and I could tell it would get hard and straight and difficult to swallow real quick so I was prepared for that. I mean I wasn't ready, but I thought, yeah, I want this to happen. Fuck yeah I needed to eat it.
The balls fell out as well and kind of wrinkled up and then relaxed again and then wrinkled up like they couldn't decide.
"Yeah. That's it. Go on." Like he was like I needed encouraging to do it but I was, 'No I want it, I want it. Yeah? I want it!'
It wasn't hard but it wasn't soft; it was meaty. He kind of groaned really loudly as I sucked it into my mouth repeatedly, teasing it into life, felt his blood fill it; I knew it was going to get really really big. I mean, REALLY big. The head alone was enough to stretch my jaw - "What, are you even trying?" he said. - and I thought, 'Do I really have that small a mouth?' I had to put my hands on the floor and angle my head really back so that my throat was curved just right to allow it down the back, blocking my throat when he started working it with his hips, repeatedly holding my head and then gradually losing his kindness and self-control as his excitement started to take on and he was fucking it like it was a hole and it wasn't I wasn't it, it was just this hole he was fucking.
"fFa ... B-bihch."
My dribble was pouring out of my mouth now as he took it out and back in, and back out and pushed into the back and then just sort of enjoying it, watching me gag and just sort of slipping it about on my lips and then letting me lick it - like the slit - like touching it and. And his ball sack was swinging, fucking great balls, which sometimes when it was deep I could also lick. And - but then just then as he was about to, I think he was about to cum, or something, he just pulled it out and held it like a champagne that the cork is about to. "All fours," he just said. "Quick! Shorts! ... goon. And you can tell Po I did this!" he said
I went right to it. I pulled my shorts down and off my arse, off one foot and dropped into dog like he said, stretching my arse for him to see it - like up in the air and waited while Gabriel briefly put his hand over my sensitive arse, and stroking it and felt it and holding it like to just to get a feel for it, stroking the hole like it was his and then he slapped it, like Hard! Like I wanted it yeah? I mean I FUCKING did wanted it and I automatically arched my back; I presented my anus to him for him to play with his finger into it and for him please to fuck it please to fuck it so I had to spread my thighs quite a bit to make room for him to position himself and then, only then, thought, like, FU-U-UK!, as he straddled it and mounted it and pushed against my hole and FFUUKit but 'I'm TOO tight! I'm too tight man!'
It went in, or started toFUUUUK!
He grabbed my waist to pull and
And literally jacked the WHOLE THING into me like he was filling me and didn't let up even to let me breathe - I was holding my breath it was so FUUKing bad! FUUUK!
But he was then he was holding my waist both arms, to hold me and him in even if I was screaming - or trying not to; but I was literally screaming so Gabriel had to ask Dhak to assist - like he needed to be asked, cause he knew what was up! Dhak got Gabriel's dirty shorts and t-shirt into my mouth to make me like force me to let up yeah? cause else people would want in - but that was the smell I'd been smelling, those clothes, so it actually did calm me down cause I thought, 'Yeah, THIS,' smelling him, man! 'this is real fucking, man, this real man fucking, this real fucking man!' Yeah? Cause Gabriel was giving me this force; I could feel the rip-open tear of him with all this body and - Cause then I felt those stuff-heavy balls slap up as well cause he was lubing up with my juice now so that was a bit smoother - you know, slippery when wet? - and he could slam it cause it was easier a bit, and deeper and more quickly. I felt it hit, touch something inside deep where I was defenceless and only wanted it - which but also felt like I he wanted it - I mean to be fucked properly, like a real man fucks a real man! Cause yeah I was a real man being used by a real man - that's what I meant. That's what I call fucking.
At least he didn't have to tell me to keep tight cause I was tight as anything cause I could feel it peeling the sides of my hole and when it went in it like sort of punched the inside or something cause it hurt and I could really feel it. Like literally man, yes I AM being fucked! Properly! Even Po wasn't this deep or this hard! But I wasn't even thinking about him, I mean I wasn't thinking, I was just thinking, 'Yes, Fuck. it, Fuck. it Fuck.' And the sweat was like a workout anyway. So I'd'a thought I didn't need a workout.
He slapped me.
"Yess!"
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END OF YOU KNOW HE'S SUB, DON'T YOU? - PART 73